Songtext von Knives Of Summertime

A flock of knives cut the sky And buried in my black eyes And the clouds they bled in my head And autumn rain soaked the dry beds And the hurricane of her eyes wailed away the knives The knives of summertime, summertime The knives of summertime, summertime The knives of summertime And I did swallow stained glass tears Absorbed by the sun for many light years And the fire flies in her hair My red concertinas coming down the stairs And the hurricane of her eyes wailed away the knives The knives of summertime, summertime The knives of summertime, summertime The knives of summertime